The Sleep/bed-sharing Vmin Chronicles
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this is so cute omg
fast times.

pairing: co-worker!donghyuck x reader
genre: fluff, slight angst
word count:Â 7.6k
synopsis:Â throughout the snapshots of your life, lee donghyuck is always there. (or, you realize that youâre in love with the bane of your existence.)
authorâs note:Â i started grad school and itâs literally eating me alive so i wanted to write something short and sweet to de-stress and then it ended up being almost 8k words đ
warning(s): excessive drinking, family tension
playlist: fast times by sabrina carpenter â the bottom by gracie abrams â stress by taeyeon â ruin my life by zara larsson â cruel summer by taylor swiftÂ

ST. PATRICKâS DAY 2022Â sunâs up too soon like daylight savings, mixed emotions are congregatingÂ
Liquid courage, as the poets say.
Well, donât fact check that, but surely Wordsworth or Coleridge or whichever poet that Taylor Swift talks about in the lakes mentioned something about getting shitfaced during a St. Patrickâs Day office party.
Regardless, youâre going to pretend like they did because itâs a lot less romantic (lowercase r, not capital like the movement) if youâre just drunk off your ass at an office party without an artsy-fartsy literary reference to back you up.
Youâre one too many shots of tequila deep, swaying to the shitty techno music that someone is blasting from their pretentious Spotify playlist while stumbling past the office cubicles, including yours and He Who Shall Not Be Namedâs, on your wobbly trip to the bathroom.
Despite the copious amounts of alcohol in your system, the remaining coherent part of your brain is sounding the alarms that youâre probably going to throw up soon. You wish that part of your brain would just shut the hell up because you donât want to think rationally right now.
You donât want to think about He Who Shall Not Be Named and how heâs in love with your best friend. You donât want to think about how his eyes found her the moment she walked into the office, how his gaze melted into a pool of honey, his head swiveling towards every direction she went like a stupid bobblehead. Not that you blame him; everyone is in love with Karina. Itâs not his fault, but youâre mad at him anyways.
Ugh, see? Youâre thinking about him again.
Anyways, youâre also grateful for that part of your brain because the poets definitely do not write about spewing chunks in front of your co-workers. You just want to hurl in peace and wallow in your misery with the porcelain toilet bowl by your side.
The poets probably wrote about that.
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adorable

summary : college was enough to deal with, barely passing classes and struggling to keep up with what was going on in each was a daily struggle. not having time to catch someoneâs eye was fine with you, that was until you met him. there was something about him that was enchanting, so you went out to find him, hoping you kept him up the same way he did you.
college kids : nct dream members, my friends are the inspiration for the female profiles (joy, loki, niwa and esa) andb random supporting cast
started : 07 | 16 | 23 finished : 10 | 10 | 23
warnings : mostly posted by chapter, language, mentions of alcohol, college au, fluff, angst, strangers to lovers, lying, anything else will be added accordingly <3 (if you canât tell itâs tswift based bc iâm obsessed w the song)
taglist : please send in an ask or comment to be added
đ§ : part of the speak now (polaroid version) playlist

00 : [ bitches love the gram ] : [ soon 2 be college drop outs ]
01 : donât act like you donât like it
02 : double whammy
03 : youâre bitchless bro
04 : âŠnot that ham
05 : determined to do so (1.4k)
06 : short kings need love too
07 : da new da vinci
08 : what the fuck is 922?
09 : mom and mom are fighting
10 : INFILTRATE THE LUNCH
11 : whoâs haechan?
12 : i donât trust men
13 : no offense taken
14 : you need more sleep then
15 : well that hurted
16 : heâs easy to please
17 : lil man complex
18 : i breathe and for what
19 : is he gone yet?
20 : deserve to be heard (2.2k)
21 : sheâs safe
22 : where is haechan.
23 : one last time (0.7k)
24 : platonic soulmates
25 : itâs not me this time
26 : only love can hurt like this
27 : tswift era
28 : so i may be lost
29 : sad and sulky
30 : run to me instead
31 : a couple of besties
32 : regular huh
33 : officially official
34 : itâd always be her [ final ]
love vmin Ă reader fics and i love this
Baby, Baby | 01
Pairing: Jimin x Reader x Taehyung
Genre: Surrogacy AU
Warnings: Smut (future), Fluff. A bit of Angst.Â
Words: 12k
Summary: When youâve run out of savings to continue on to the last semester of your Bachelors - you take an unorthodox route. Helping a desperate couple have a child and getting paid for it? Heck yeah. But what do you know - it wasnât as easy as it sounds.
A/N: thanks to @jurassicjimin for being a sweetie and helping me edit ily :(( this fic was getting long so i decided to split it in a couple of parts but it will most likely be 3 chapters max. i hope everyone likes this as i kind of had to rewrite the whole thing and it may not be as eloquent as the one i spent longer time on hjerfvuekhbfkejbf anyway feedback is always appreciated :)

Part 2 |
âMiss Y/N?â
âHuh? Yes?â The receptionist smiled gently at your vacant expression as you were sure you probably looked like you were lost instead of the planning you had been doing for weeks to prepare yourself for this very day.
âWeâre ready for you now.â You stood up, smoothing your skirt as much as you could with the thin fabric stubbornly creased just below your hips from sitting down. You had told yourself that you would pay more attention to your posture and the nervous squirming you usually did when⊠well; when you were nervous as hell. But of course, your own advice was the one you mostly adhered to the least.
âRight this way,â The nice middle aged lady led you towards large wooden double doors. The place was modern, sleek, rustic and most of all â screamed money, all at once. You werenât sure how many architectural structures could be squashed in to one at the same time and look good as well. But you guessed that money always looked good.
No wonder youdidnât.
She smiled her gentle smile at you as she opened one of the doors and letting you enter first. You mumble a thanks before glancing towards the back of two heads you could see from where you stood. One blonde, the other black. They sat on a large three-seater sofa while a love couch â which made you snort internally given the circumstances â was placed across from them. Just then, Solhyun â the consultant looking after your case â glanced up from her seat.
âAh! Y/N come on in, yeah,â She nodded encouragingly as you took small, quiet steps â thanks to your flats â towards the couch that you assumed was going to be where you sat, facing the other two men. Speaking of; they had also stood up with Solhyun as she waited for you to come forward.
âHello,â You went for a handshake but Solhyun pulled you into a gentle hug.
âHow are you?â She asks as her greeting with a bright smile on her face, not waiting for you to respond before she is introducing the most important people â and the ones youâd been nervous as hell to meet.
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With a Brush of Fate | KTH | Series Masterlist

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Pair: Kim Taehyung x f!readerÂ
Summary: Your roommate was sure she found you the perfect man. Her boyfriend believed he found Taehyungâs soulmate. The only problem was that you never wanted to date an idol and he never wanted to drag you into this life. Taehyung didnât even know what he wanted anymore and was tired of being criticized for simply growing up. You just wanted to finish university and do something for yourself. What started out with the meddling of your friends became something neither of you expected. Could the two of you be what the other is missing? Or would things just fall apart?
Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, idol au, strangers to lovers.
Warnings: Another idol au because I canât be fixed. Idol!Tae x ArtStudent!reader. Choi Wooshik and wooga are part of the story. We follow BTSâ 2021 schedule, but thereâs no c*vid. More to be added.Â
Taglist: Open!Â
Updates: Every monday, wednesday and friday.

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genuinely one of the best vmin x reader smuts ever
triads and tribulations (m)

+ featuring ⊠jimin x reader x taehyung
+ summary ⊠if your best friend asks you to fuck his boyfriend, who are you to say no?
+ genre ⊠pwp, smut
+ wordcount ⊠8.4k
+ warnings ⊠rough sex, sub!reader, a lot dirty talk, heavy degradation (use of âslutâ, âwhoreâ, etc.), dumbification, breeding kink, impreg kink, use of toys, cumplay, cum swallowing (!!!), spit play, reader gets tied up

When your best friend, Park Jimin, arrives at your doorstep rain-soaked, youâre only half-surprised when he asks you to fuck his boyfriend. Not that heâd ever made the request before (theirs being a monogamous, loving relationship), but Jimin was always doing out of pocket shit. You shouldnât have been even the half-surprised that you were, to be honest.
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